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it's × burnt × toast &allofthethings; you. let. go. until _ _ there is [   nothing.  ] }tohold{ & you-don't-know if the ~salt~~water~ really matters it could. be. the. waves. the cl°ink°° of the ice in ^her ^cocktail or >her >eyes >or >her >nose ¿who knows? a \ NY \way\\ what-does-it-matter-now {haditever} | whatever |she wanted 》ebbs》《 and 》《flows》 her £ips ~ your ~mo~uth~~ & #gone
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Sep 29, 2016
Sep 29, 2016 at 1:19 AM UTC
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it's × burnt × toast &allofthethings; you. let. go. until _ _ there is [   nothing.  ] }tohold{ & you-don't-know if the ~salt~~water~ really matters it could. be. the. waves. the cl°ink°° of the ice in ^her ^cocktail or >her >eyes >or >her >nose ¿who knows? a \ NY \way\\ what-does-it-matter-now {haditever} | whatever |she wanted 》ebbs》《 and 》《flows》 her £ips ~ your ~mo~uth~~ & #gone
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